Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

Wu Fan looked at the words and couldn't help but sigh.

Having cultivated immortality for ten thousand years, he had witnessed countless sects being destroyed and stars falling.

But the tragedy of the Xuantian Sect, which was ruthlessly abandoned by the "immortals" they once worshipped, and ultimately turned on each other in suspicion and even became extinct, still weighed heavily on his mind.

"Human nature ultimately cannot withstand the test."

Wu Fan muttered to himself, pulling himself out of his somewhat complicated thoughts.

He searched the hall carefully once again.

Apart from some scattered fragments of magical artifacts and waste stones that had long since lost their spiritual power, there were only a few dozen spatial bags scattered among the piles of white bones.

Most of these space bags have been damaged over time, but dozens of them are still relatively well preserved.

With a wave of his hand, Wu Fan rolled up all the spatial bags.

Although these low-level cultivators probably don't have any extraordinary treasures in their spatial bags, having something is better than nothing. Bringing them back to Cloud Peak Manor as storage tools for my sister Wu Xi and the others is a good choice.

After doing all this, Wu Fan clapped his hands and turned to fly towards the exit of the secret realm.

However, just as his toes left the ground and his body moved slightly...

"Big brother, wait a minute!"

A childlike, ethereal voice suddenly rang out behind Wu Fan.

Wu Fan's body instantly froze in mid-air!

A chill ran down my spine.

who?!

Wu Fan tensed up, his entire body on high alert.

With his cultivation at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage, plus the enhancement of the Immortal Emperor's origin, his divine sense was almost always covering every inch of space within a radius of several miles.

Just now, his consciousness was completely empty, with no signs of life at all!

How did the owner of this voice appear so silently behind me, and even get so close?

If the other party had suddenly attacked and killed us...

Thinking of this, Wu Fan's eyes turned cold, his right sword finger trembled slightly, and his natal immortal sword in his dantian was ready to break through the air at any moment.

He took a deep breath, slowly turned his head, and looked in the direction of the sound.

When Wu Fan saw the person's appearance clearly, he was slightly taken aback.

She was a little girl who looked to be only six or seven years old.

She was extremely beautiful, as delicate as a porcelain doll, with long, silvery-white hair that reached her waist, the ends of which had a peculiar semi-transparent appearance, with faint shimmering light flowing within them.

She wore a plain white ancient-style long dress, the hem of which moved without wind, and her two pink little feet were bare, floating a few inches above the ground.

What's most eye-catching are her ruby-red eyes, which are now staring unblinkingly at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan did not relax his vigilance in the slightest; instead, he frowned.

This place is the Xuantian Sect's secret realm, sealed for ten thousand years!

Aside from the Xuanwu Elder that I just killed, how could there be any other living people?

What's more, she's a little girl who looks so strange that even divine sense can't detect her existence!

Could it be some kind of ancient vengeful spirit with terrifying power?

Or is it a spirit conjured by the restrictions placed here?

Before Wu Fan could even open his mouth to question her, the little girl's crimson eyes suddenly lit up after she saw Wu Fan's full appearance.

That look in his eyes was like a starving wolf that hadn't eaten for three days and three nights suddenly seeing an unparalleled feast, or like a greedy person seeing a mountain of gold!

"Slurp!"

The little girl subconsciously wiped her mouth with her little hand, her eyes shining, looking like she was about to drool all the way to the ground.

"It smells so good...it really smells so good..."

The little girl stared at Wu Fan while muttering to herself, sniffing his face intently with an expression of utter ecstasy.

Upon seeing this, Wu Fan's forehead immediately creased with several black lines.

Why is the way this little thing is looking at me the same way I looked at that "Ice Heart Vermilion Fruit" just now?

He stepped forward, his body faintly radiating golden light, a wisp of Geng metal energy flickering at his fingertips, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Who are you? Why are you here in the main hall of the Xuan Tian Sect?"

The little girl was startled by Wu Fan's cold and stern voice. She shrank back a little, feeling wronged, but her crimson eyes remained fixed on him.

"Hmph, big brother is so fierce."

The little girl pouted, her voice as clear and crisp as a silver bell.

"Were you thinking to yourself just now, am I some kind of ancient vengeful ghost, or some kind of monster that escaped from a formation?"

You were even thinking that if I did something wrong, you'd immediately use that gleaming flying sword in your dantian to pierce my heart, weren't you?

Wu Fan's expression changed completely at that moment!

"You can read my mind?!"

For the first time, his tone carried a hint of undisguised shock.

You must know, he is a being who possesses the essence of an Immortal Emperor!

Even though his cultivation level has now fallen to the Golden Core stage, his soul and will are still at the level of an Immortal Emperor!

Even if a Celestial King or Celestial Emperor were to descend, it would be impossible for them to read his thoughts so easily without him noticing!

What kind of freak is this silver-haired, red-eyed little girl?

"Yeah, I can watch it whenever I want, is that so hard?"

The little girl proudly raised her chin, crossed her arms, and shook her head with an air of maturity.

"But don't worry, I'm not a ghost or a monster."

"I just... I just feel that you have an incredibly powerful, incredibly clean energy about you, like a super tonic, and you smell amazing!"

Wu Fan keenly caught the message in her words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly:

"Do you think I possess some kind of powerful tonic?"

"Who exactly are you?"

"What is its origin?"

Upon hearing this question, a look of confusion and pain flashed across the little girl's delicate face.

She tapped her little head with her tiny hand and sighed somewhat dejectedly:

"Hmm... I don't remember."

"I was here the moment I opened my eyes. I don't know who I am or where I came from."

"My mind is blank; I've lost so many things."

At this point, she suddenly raised her head, and a hint of resentment, completely incongruous with her appearance, flashed in her bloodshot eyes:

"But my gut feeling tells me that a really, really bad guy stole my things and even beat me up!"

"I must get my revenge!"

"revenge?"

Wu Fan raised an eyebrow.

"How can you take revenge if you don't even know who you are?"

"Besides, what does this have to do with me?"

Hearing Wu Fan's indifferent attitude, the little girl immediately became anxious and stomped her bare feet in mid-air:

"Oh! Of course it concerns you!"

"My gut feeling tells me you're special!"

"On this barren planet, only you can avenge me!"

"If you promise to help me beat up that bad guy in the future, I'll give you an incredible stroke of luck!"